Jay really enjoyed certain foods. He would eat most anything you would put down, but grudgingly. His most favorite was Fettuccini Alfredo. He just loved pasta. His mom would cook the noodles put Alfredo sauce, bacon bits, and garlic powder. She would make a large portion and he could go get some and heat it in the microwave.
He loved Olive Garden salad with their dressing. He would eat so much of it that he couldn’t eat all his entree, which of course was Fettuccini Alfredo. He loved the chili cheese footlong dog from Sonic. He loved hamburgers from just about anywhere. Fries? Not so much. When going to eat Mexican he would order steak fajitas. Oh, and I forgot to mention STEAK, cooked medium well with baked potato sour cream and butter. I often wished that he could cut up the steak and pasta and dress his potato but that job usually came to me and I had to before I could eat my own meal. Now I miss that and would gladly do it if he were here.As I have said before, Jay I sure miss you. All of you. Your good traits as well as bad. That is what made you unique.

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